Chapter 1614: Xingtian's Strategy

It was precisely because his relationship with Jiang Yuwang was good enough that he heard the truth from Jiang Yuwang last Winter; he learned from it what that so-called war was like, and what kind of fate tribes like theirs would face if the Shennong Clan were destroyed.

Since they wouldn't be treated as Slaves, why go and help Shennong? It would be better to just wait quietly for the final result; if Huaxia and the Xuanyuan Tribe won, that would be perfect, and they would just join Huaxia directly. Since they hadn't fought, it would be easy to negotiate.

But if they went to fight and lost, they might end up becoming Slaves, because being defeated and joining voluntarily were completely different situations.

As for the last scenario, if Shennong won, that wouldn't matter either; they hadn't met any messengers and didn't know the news. After all, their tribe was still some distance from Changyang Mountain. In such a Wasteland, wasn't it normal for one or two people to die? If anyone was to be blamed, it should be Shennong for not sending more people over.

The great army of Huaxia and the Xuanyuan Tribe had already arrived at the foot of Changyang Mountain, and they could even see the military deployments on Changyang Mountain through a Telescope.

And Xingtian and Shennong naturally saw the approaching Huaxia and Xuanyuan Tribe from Changyang Mountain, and could even clearly see the number of enemies by taking advantage of the terrain.

Shennong, who had always considered himself the greatest tribe under Heaven, couldn't help but tremble in his heart upon seeing so many enemies. Why were there so many enemies, and they all looked like Soldiers, without a single woman? Where did their food come from?

"Xingtian! Do you know where their food comes from? Is the food you threw away enough for so many of them to eat?"

Shennong was unusually urgent: "Look at them, they are all Soldiers. Tell me, where does their food come from? How can they have so much food to allow them to travel such a long distance? Don't they need to eat?"

Xingtian found this difficult to explain, because he had never truly reached the base camp of Huaxia and had not seen how they actually ate or where their food was. Regarding this situation, there was only one reasonable explanation: Huaxia and the Xuanyuan Tribe possessed an ample supply of food, specifically meat that was very filling; otherwise, how could they not worry about the food problem?

In fact, Xingtian had a suspicion in his heart: could it be that Huaxia and the Xuanyuan Tribe had mastered some incredible method that allowed them to have no shortage of food at all? Because when he fought against the Huaxia Xuanyuan Alliance, he discovered a problem: the people of the Huaxia Xuanyuan Alliance were all very sturdy, and even those who weren't sturdy didn't look weak; each one was equivalent to the elite Soldiers of his Xingtian Battalion.

If it were only a few hundred or a thousand people, he wouldn't think much of it, but the problem was that every single one of them was like that. How could he understand it? How could he possibly understand? Unless the people of the Huaxia Xuanyuan Alliance were already able to keep everyone fed, otherwise, how could they raise so many strong Soldiers?

But at a time like this, Xingtian could not think too much about such things, because the more he thought, the more chaotic his heart would become, and the more afraid he would be. This was not a good thing for combat, as it was inexplicably lowering his own morale.

So even to Shennong, he could only say: "Tribal Chief, this time, they are here to completely defeat us, so they must have brought out all the Soldiers and all the food in their tribe just to defeat us in one stroke.

If they win, at most our tribesmen will suffer for a few years, but our entire Shennong Clan is such a great treasure. If they lose, then they will never have another chance to attack us again; they have brought out everything."

Shennong gripped the Sword at his waist and looked at the enemies in the distance: "Xingtian, I believe what you say, and I believe in you. You must win. As long as you can drive them back, I will give you the territory of three more tribes, and I will provide you with all the Weapons and such."

At this moment, Xingtian couldn't swallow the empty promises of the Tribal Chief. He was considering more how he could fight to win. He was absolutely unwilling to surrender, and even less willing to fail. If he were defeated, then everything would be gone, and he would not be willing to become a Slave of Huaxia and Xuanyuan. If it were that shameful, it would be better to just die in battle.

"Tribal Chief, send more messengers to urge them! So far, only the Soldiers of the Xiqi tribe have arrived, and there are only a few hundred of them; it is completely insufficient!"

"I will send more people! Why do they have no Soldiers at such a time? After this battle is over, I will definitely punish them severely! I will take their population and land and reward them to you!"

Xingtian ignored the Tribal Chief further; he dared not be distracted. He was carefully observing the movements of Huaxia and the Xuanyuan Tribe to see how they intended to fight. If they attacked now, he would be in a bit of trouble; the surrounding tribes had only gathered less than two thousand people, and the gap in strength compared to the enemy was a bit large.

Xingtian also understood what those tribes were thinking. Their own Soldiers were off suppressing other tribes, which was one aspect, but more importantly, it was because they had become estranged from the Shennong Clan.

What he was currently doing was arranging all the Soldiers and Slaves. Although the number of Soldiers was very small, the number of Slaves was large enough. He had them each hold a Wooden Spear or Stone Spear and guard the mountain. Although they had no combat effectiveness, looking from afar, people would still think that they had many Soldiers on Changyang Mountain and that it was difficult to attack.

What Xingtian wanted was to make Huaxia and the Xuanyuan Tribe retreat in the face of difficulties and not actually attack. Once they really took action, his ruse would be exposed, because as soon as one looked closely, those Slaves holding wooden sticks had absolutely no combat effectiveness, and they were likely not very willing to fight for the Shennong Clan, after all, they had fought against the Shennong Clan before.

Xingtian could only use the Slaves like this to make up the numbers and scare the enemy; he wouldn't really let the Slaves fight. He was even afraid that these Slaves would turn around and help Huaxia and Xuanyuan.

Shennong sent messengers again to urge those tribes. Although it looked like time was running out, there was still a chance. As long as they could hold on for a few more days, reinforcements would arrive. Even Shennong was curious why the Ting'ao Tribe, which was not far away, had not been seen yet.

Xingtian observed that Huaxia and the Xuanyuan Tribe had begun to set up camp on the flat ground in the distance. It seemed they probably had one or two more days of preparation time. Wait a little longer, wait a little longer; as long as the reinforcements arrived, the chances would be much greater.